After dinner, Shao Wei said goodbye to everyone and wanted to go back to Mo's house to bring Lulu.

Lin Tongtong was about to walk her out, but Murong Jue immediately got up and said, "I'll see you off, you sit down."

He looked like a little adult, and helped carry Shao Wei's bag and walked to the front...

Lin Tongtong looked at his little back, and it took him a long time to say a word: "Dad, look at him, he...does he treat his mother's house as his own?"

Always anti-customer.

Just like when we had dinner together before, he took care of her vegetables and said, "Sister Tongtong, don't eat fish if you hurt your feet, drink more bone soup."

Lin Tongtong was really speechless to him, he was always so sincere and natural in "pleasing" him, which made her feel "guilty".

Because she objected to her mother falling in love with his father.

"Hehe," Jing Ming smiled, took her hand and sat down, "A child, you have a strong adaptability."

Jing Qiu glanced at him lightly, then turned and went to the kitchen...

Jing Ming immediately said to his daughter, "Sit down obediently, and Dad will help Mom wash the dishes."

Lin Tongtong smiled happily, made a cheering gesture, and winked ambiguously, "Go, try to catch up with mom."

Just as she was looking at her father's back with joy, she suddenly felt two bright lights coming from the door. Turning around, she met Murong Jue's clear and innocent eyes.

"Ahem!" Two seconds later, Lin Tongtong looked away, coughed uncomfortably, and touched his right foot again.

Bang, the door closes softly.

Murong Jue walked up to her, "Do you want me to massage?"

Lin Tongtong suddenly raised her head, "Why are you flattering me?"

"No, you're not a horse." He looked at her seriously.

Lin Tongtong's tongue immediately became knotted together, "Hey, you...how did you learn to speak glibly at such a young age? You, you obviously want to please me."

"No, I just like you." He was very serious.

Lin Tongtong's pretty face was blushing, "Young Lord, if you say such things again, I will think you are a hooligan!"

He was stunned after hearing this, cute and cute, "Sister, what kind of concept is a little hooligan?"

"You...you don't understand?"

You have become a master, and you still pretend.

"I don't understand. If I say a few words and become a hooligan, I really don't understand."

Lin Tongtong raised his hand and poked his forehead, "Hey, do you know that if a boy is too talkative, girls will hate him!"

"But I don't want you to misunderstand me."

"Hehe...how did you misunderstand you? You came here today to help your father chase my mother, didn't you?"

Murong Jue smiled faintly, turned his head to look at the kitchen, then stared at Lin Tongtong seriously, "Sister, you think too much of me, I don't even know what love is."

"Hahaha..." Lin Tongtong covered his stomach and laughed at his words.

But she laughed unsteadily, but Murong Jue stood upright in front of her, with no waves on his delicate face.

Lin Tongtong raised her eyes to see his face, and her laughter "gurgled" down her stomach...

It's embarrassing.

It's like watching a funny, self-amusing "gorilla" in a zoo.

How could there be such a little kid?

"Hey, I said, why don't you go home? Why are you staring at me?" Lin Tongtong wanted to drive him away.

Murong Jue stretched out his hand calmly, "Give me back that little card."

"Huh? What kind of small card?" Lin Tongtong blinked.

"The little aunt said that the little card she picked up on the ground is in your hand."

It turned out that he sent Shao Wei out to ask about the card.

Lin Tongtong raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Tell me, what's so special about your card?"

"It has a picture of my friend on it."

"What?" Lin Tongtong was shocked, "That Gu Ling Qiyue is your friend?"

Now it was Murong Jue's turn to be surprised, "You know her?"

"Of course, I took pictures with her, and she even signed me."

"Really? Then let me see." Finally, there was a smile.

Also, he has a really nice smile.

Lin Tongtong stared straight at his smile...

Murong Jue was stunned for a moment, retracted his outstretched hand and inserted it into his trouser pocket, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice: "You look at people like this... It's like the book says you're a bit of a nympho."

"Pfft..." Lin Tongtong covered her mouth without turning her head.

Oh my God!

She was really going to be defeated by this little boy.

"Sister," he said as if nothing had happened, "give me back the card, I don't need to ask to see the photo and signature."

Lin Tongtong turned around and asked, "Why did you draw Gu Ling Qiyue's face on the small card? Do you like her?"

Murong Jue's expression changed immediately, "Sister, I like her, but not the kind of liking between you adults, such as your father...likes your mother."

"Haha!" Lin Tongtong smiled dryly, pointing to the kitchen, "You also know that they are my parents, does my father like my mother?"

Murong Jue pursed his thin lips, looked at the smug smile on Lin Tongtong's face, and said firmly, "It's normal to like someone, my father also likes your mother."

"Your father has no way!"

"Your father...has a door?"

"Master Murong, what do you mean by that?"

"I don't know, I imitated your tone."

"Ah! Brat, I'll let you learn from me." Lin Tongtong stood up to catch him, but Murong Jue hurriedly ran towards the kitchen.

Jing Qiu put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand when he heard the cry, "I'll go out and have a look."

As soon as he reached the door, Murong Jue threw himself into her arms, "Auntie, sister is going to hit me."

Jing Qiu was startled, and looked at his daughter who came over angrily, "Tongtong, he is mother's little guest, a little brother, why are you making trouble with him?"

"Mom, this little guy has a very sharp mouth." Lin Tongtong pointed at Murong Jue.

"Auntie, I didn't quarrel with my sister. I imitated her tone of voice and she was not happy."

Jing Qiu smiled slightly after hearing this, and took his hand, "Let's go, Auntie will help you turn on the TV. You don't have to worry about what my sister says, she's just teasing you."

"Mom, I don't want to tease him." Lin Tongtong pouted.

Jing Qiu took her hand again, "Tongtong, my mother told you about the situation at his house, and he will be alone when he goes back. You can talk to him well and treat him like a younger brother."

Murong Jue raised his lips and smiled when he heard this, his shining eyes were really charming.

The two sat on the sofa again and fell silent. Murong Jue concentrated on watching the news, while Lin Tongtong leaned on the sofa and looked at his phone...

A few minutes later, Murong Jue suddenly said, "If you don't return the card to me, I will be staying here tonight."

Lin Tongtong immediately took out a small card from her bag, "Here, you can go back."

Murong Jue picked up the small card and looked at it, then caressed the surface carefully, his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, his expression looked so fond and cherished.

Lin Tongtong couldn't bear it anymore, "Hey, Young Lord Murong!"

Murong Jue turned to look at her, "My name is Murong Jue."

"Young Lord!"

"..."

"Believe it or not, I'm calling Gu Ling Qiyue and telling Gu Ling Qiyue that you drew her face?"

"Tell her, what will she reward you with?"

"You have a crush on her."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lin Tongtong felt that he had lost his mind. The little guy in front of him was not a big boy.

"Sister, is your vision wrong? See clearly, I am a second-grade elementary school student, not your college classmate."

Well, he was laughed at again.

"Murong little friend, sister asks you carefully now, what will you do if you see Gu Ling Qiyue?" Lin Tongtong squinted her eyes and smiled inexplicably.

Murong Jue replied indifferently: "It's not that bad, don't take pictures, don't sign autographs, just watch quietly."

Lin Tongtong didn't understand the child's inner world, "You like her, why are you just watching quietly?"

Murong Jue carefully stuffed the card into his trouser pocket, and pressed it lightly on the outside.

Looking up at Lin Tongtong again, he said, "Sister, when you look at a beautiful picture, do you go forward and scratch it, or look at it quietly?"

"I... I will take a picture."

"I'll quietly appreciate it."

"So, Gu Ling Qiyue is a beautiful picture in your eyes?"

Murong Jue didn't turn his head, it seemed that he didn't want to answer.

At this moment, Jing Qiu and Jing Ming came out of the kitchen, and he immediately stood up and asked, "Auntie, can I stay here tonight?"

Hearing this, Lin Tongtong stretched her feet in shock, and kicked the cold water pot on the tea table over with a bang sound...

"Tongtong!" Jing Ming rushed over immediately.